C1
Let me reveal my dark story.
When have they seen me as an easy prey?
"Dohee, I need 100,000 won right now. My aunt suddenly passed away. She's been taking care of me since I was young. I'm really sad."
"What can I do?"
Before dying, I always felt sorry for Han-joon, whose relatives died every week.
I struggled to ignore it, as if I were about to fall for that blatant lie again.
"I'm so sorry, Do-hee. I'll pay you back as soon as I earn enough money."
I even told Kim Han-joon that he didn't need to pay me back so soon to encourage him.
Every time he said he liked me, my bank account would be empty. I'll save some money for food and coffee, and then work part-time in many places.
After thinking endlessly, he took out a bag with a heavy laptop and went to the library next to the engineering center.
"Oh, I'm so tired."
I was tired even before I started on my piled-up tasks.
Suddenly, I need a sweet latte to stay awake, but I don't have any money.
Calculating mentally with a headache, it seems that the money borrowed from Han-joon is almost 500,000 won.
Can I ask him to pay back the money a little earlier?
However, I felt sorry for urging Han-joon, who had been desperate due to the recent tragedies that happened to him, to pay back the money earlier.
As I bit my nails, I turned on my laptop.
"Everyone, send me the organized data before today."
I left a message in the group chat because I had a temporary announcement about my main group project for the course this week. The number of people who had seen the message kept increasing, but there was no response.
"I'm sorry, Dohee. I have a cold."
"I have training today. Can I send it tomorrow?"
Although some of my group mates who saw the message ignored it, at least I got two responses. If I hadn't, I would have lost it.
Maybe it was because I've been through a lot lately, but I couldn't think of anything that would make them cooperate.
Once again, I sent a message saying, "Tuition is expensive, so you should focus more on your studies."
After finishing all my tasks late into the night at the library, I felt very hungry and tired. As I dragged my body to the convenience store, I stopped walking when I heard a familiar voice and the smell of a cigarette nearby.
"Oh, crap, it's new, don't step on it."
Kim Han-joon, who was supposed to be at the funeral, was cursing and smoking.
The one who was talking was the man who said he had training today in the group chat.
"Are these the limited edition N-brand shoes? How did you get them? They sold out in a second.
"I managed to get one after it sold out, so don't step on them."
"It wouldn't have been cheap if you could still get it after it sold out, but where did you get the money?"
"I have my ways."
Kim Han-joon's triumphant response made me shake my head.
"Who would be so stupid to give you so much money?"
"Yoon Do-hee"
"Ah, Yoon Do-hee."
The student who was in the same group as me nodded.
Wow, did you really believe him just after hearing my name?
"I'm in the same group as her. If I ask her for money, do you think she'll give it to me?"
"I asked with the excuse of going to a funeral, but I didn't know I would deceive her every time."
"Wow, Kim Han-joon. You're a complete idiot."
"I'm not an idiot. It's just that Yoon Do-hee, she becomes foolish after someone shows her kindness, she's stupid."
It was hard for me to keep listening. Foolishly, I ran towards the bastard, but I let him go without giving him a piece of my mind. I should have stepped on his new sneakers.
"Do-hee, I like you because you're nice."
Kim Han-joon's words kept echoing in her head.
Strangely, instead of crying, I felt anger.
"Do-hee, you're just in time, wash the dishes."
As soon as I got home with trembling legs, my mom pointed her finger at the sink full of dishes.
The person who had dinner was my younger brother, but why should I naturally wash the dishes?
"I'm hungry too..."
While I weakly searched the empty fridge, I overheard a conversation between my brother and my mother.
"Mom, get me a tutor. All my friends are preparing for early admission these days, so they have a study group or private tutors to help them prepare. Do you know I'm the only one not attending a private academy?"
"I see. I'll try to find one for you."
My mother's unwavering response made me shake the milk I had in my hand violently.
I feel nauseous.
Weren't my parents strictly against taking online classes because they are expensive, let alone a private academy?
That's why I've been thinking that my family's financial situation was very bad.
My father is a fairly skilled craftsman who has been a manager for years. He has three children, but among us, they didn't give me money because he had no intention of investing in me.
"Yoon Do-hee! Where are you going? Did you wash the dishes?"
Somehow, it made me even more miserable to know that leaving the house without any explanation was the best way to feign ignorance.
I should have returned shouting.
Why do you favor me? Do I look so useless in your eyes?
Endless sadness overcame me, so I stood by the side of the road with a runny nose.
"Miss, I need to get home, but I lost my transportation card. Lend me 3,000 won. Please."
I rubbed my moist eyes and let out an empty sigh.
I can't believe she's trying to deceive me again.
I think this old lady fooled me every time and paid her transportation fee about three times.
Damn it. You must think I'm an easy prey.
Well, it's amazing how many times I fell for her tricks.
I can't help but notice now that this homeless woman is deceptive.
Just as Kim Han-joon said: "I'm stupidly nice."
"Our Do-hee is so nice."
"I like Do-hee because she's nice."
I should have interpreted it as, "I like Do-hee because she's an easy prey." I don't know why this important realization of mine comes at this moment.
"Girl, you must give me 3,000 won!"
The old lady grabbed my arm in anger.
I didn't think it was right if I kept getting money from her continuously, but when she saw money in her pocket, her anger flared up.
"I don't have a penny. Let me go!"
"Then just 2,000 won. Even 1,000 won is enough!"
As we fought, we slowly approached the open road, which in turn, killed me because I was hit by a motorcycle speeding at a terrifying pace.
I died in vain, but I was reborn.
In the body of a villainess in a reverse harem novel set in the 19th century.